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EN" OS, 





A MELODRAMA, 



in two acts, 
By R. F. RY^N 





ENOS, 









A MELODRAMA, 

IN TWO ACTS, 







WHITES. 

Capt. Henry Brentwood, Commander of U. S. Forces, in love 

with Ilevellah. 
Benjamin Wright, an Indian Agent. 
Mr. Grissell, a Settler, and Father of Jennie. 
Jonathan Buster, a Miner. 
Whisky Dick, an Indian Hunter. 
Pat Murphy, a Miner, in love with Jennie. 
Herman Van Voost, a Prophetical Hollander, also a Miner. 
Lieutenant Gibb. 
Little, a Soldier. 
First Soldier. 

Mrs. Grissell, the Settler's Wife. 
Jennie, her Daughter. 

INDIANS. 

Enos, a Wandering Ottawa, down on the Whites, in love with 
Hevellah. 

Calwawessit, Chief of the Yoshutes, a Friend of the Whites. 

Aschersee, ^ 

Talmanetsee, > Chiefs. 

Yuchamsee, ) 

Taliattus, Chief of the Shoshones. 

Hevellah, daughter of Calwawessit, in love with Brentwood. 



Entered according to Act of Congress, A. D. 1873, by E. F. Etan, in the 
office of the Librarian of Congress, in.Washington City, D. C.J 



¥l|e I<Vt of tlie >Ioelo(5^. 



^CT I. 



SCENE I. — Boom in front. Wri&ht in front of 
/Stage. ^ uuth a paper in his hands, reetds: 

IVri. " CoFigress " has made ao appropriation of 
S100,00U, to feed and clothe the iModocs, and 
to place them on the Reservation. How much 
of this sum lias found its way into the pockets 
of Senators, is a question ; bnt what care I as 
long as it comes like fisli into my net. This I 
know, that precious little of it will go to the 
red skin dogs, wlio are only food for powder. 
I will diminish the cost of feeding by destroy- 
ing them, and thus secure the balance of this 
appropi-iation. I wonder why it is that Solo- 
mon, the second-hand clothier, is not here. He 
promised to exchange the Government blankets 
furnislied for the tribes for a common sort, and 
by which I expect to mak3 a cool $8,000, as 
commissions. 

[Enter Servant 07i left, addresses Weight. 

/Se/'V. Solomon is below, and wants to see you. 

Wri. Show him in. 

[Enter Solomon on left, and approaches 
Wright. 

Sol. [addressing hini] Goot en morgen, Mr. Wright, 
tish vary goot bisness prings me liere ; vot you 
say pout the plankets to exchange ? 

^Vri. [to Sol.] The blankets forwarded for Indian 
use are too line altoo-ether ; an article of much 



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less value would answer all the purpose, and 
thus money may be saved. 
fSoL Sure, sar, me farnisli you von very goot blanket 
for half dere cost, and give you von goot pig 
sum to poot — nine dousand dollars — eh ? Mr. 
Wright, that 's bisness. 

\_PoJcing him in the ribs, 
JVri. [cicldressing Sol.] You will not disclose the 

matter ? 
Sol. Tish nopody's bisness. 
W^ri. Mum 's the word. 

[Exit Solomooi. 
[Enter Servant, and cvpproaches Wkigi-it, 
and addresses him. 
Wri. [in front'] I have made a cool $9,000 by the 
Jew out of the appropriation. Is there any- 
thing wrong in tliis? why, no; it's all the 
rage to steal while one holds office ; and why 
should not I obtain my share ? My sun is not 
going to shine always; so I'll make my hay 
while it shines. 

[Enter Jones, loho advances toioardsW bigv^t 

loho bids him he seated. They take seats. 

Wri. [addressing Jones] Have you made out your 

bill for cattle furnished the Reservation? I 

wish to forward it to Washington without 

delay. 

[Jones hands him the bill 
Wri. I find it is $10,000. This will not do. You 
must double that sum, and give me a voucher 
as if it were paid. 
Jwi. But — 

Wri. See here, there is no buts about the business. 
'Tis plain that if you do not accept, others 
will be found who have no qualms of con- 
science. 
tTon. Well, it 's none of my business. 

[Gives the voucher, and bids him good mo7'n- 
ing. 
[Aside] Wright will make this all right, al- 



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tlioiigh it 's all wrong. Is it any wonder tliat 
our Government is coming into contempt, when 
tliose wlio assume to rule us, despise the honest 
and tlie unassumino-, and o-ive tlie offices of the 
land to the unscrupulous and undeserving ? No 
wonder that tliose who enter into their service 
develop into tliieves. 

\_Enter Lieutenant Gibbs. Advances to 
Weight. 

Wri. What news from the Council of Indians ? 

Gib. Obeying your instructions, we drew the red- 
skins into our encampment, under the pretence 
that we vfould make a treaty with them ; when 
there, I ordered my soldiers to fire upon them ; 
we slew fifty of their braves, squaws and chil- 
dren. 

Wri. That is the only way to deal with them ; besides 
it will save us much trouble ; but we must keep 
watch of them. They will no doubt make a 
raid upon the settlements. 

Gib. It is true. I must away to join my command. 

yVri. And I to watch their movements. 

\_Scene shifts. 

SCENE II. — A moimtain scene. Ilining ccmip. En- 
ter Pat Muephy, loith a pich axe on his shoulder 
and a shovel, loho advances to front of stage. 

Mur. Be the powers, I think I liad a streak of good 
luck this blessed morning, that will soon en- 
able yer humble servant to cut liis stick, and 
leave for the settlement, whoop, and may be 
its not meeself, thiat'U brake the hearts of all 
the girls, when they find out that Patt Mur- 
phy has made his fortin, while that raps 
callion Jim Murray feels the water coming 
through liis teeth, the blackguard, wlien Patt 
Murphy dressed like a gentleman with plenty 
of goold in his pockets, returns to lay siege to 
the Citadel of Jennie Grissell's heart which he 



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thoiiglit to appropriate like a trifle all to him- 
self when I bad the best claim thereto ? 

\_jEnter Yax Voost, loho overhears Patt 
MuEPHY talk. 

VI V. Well herr you pees again Mister Patt, always 
looking after the girls. There is Jenny Grissell 
they say loves you to destraction. How many 
more hearts liave you broken, you rascal ? 

Mi{r. Is it me to brake their hearts, git away witli 
yes : what cj?.n a fellow do when the dariints 
come accross ye, but to make love to all of 
them. Troth, Jennie is as purty as a picture 
as any artist might look at, but lavin all jokes 
aside, what do you think, will we have trouble 
with the Indians? 

[Miter Buster — a Yankee peddler on right 
loith a pack on his back, and some notions 
in his hand — talking. 

J^us. It's a concarned deal of trouble to get through 
this country, and perilous from Indians and 
other critters. When 1 left hum I expected to 
make my fortune in six months, but I am just 
as far oiF from it as ever, and I am compelled 
to trudge along with this pack without finding 
customers. I hear some voices here ! 

V. Y. {addressing him] Yell, mine friend, wdiat bees 
you doing down here ? 

jBus. Selling my wares. Don't you want any of my 
notions ? 

[Holds vp a ring to Pat. 

Mur. You must make a thrade. I'll give you flfty 
feet in the last chance quartz Company's ledge, 
for that ring. It will yield hundreds of thou- 
sands of dollars to the ton. 

[Hands him a piece of rock. 
It's speckled all over with goold, and comes 
out of the ledge in solid chunks. 

lBu8. Well, stranger, I'll guess I'll swap with you, 
it's a regular Ruby from Arizona, and is four 
hundred carats fine. 



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3Iur. Hould my friend. I want you to understand 

that we are not animals in tliese parts, and do 

not want your tine carrots. Faix, what would 

I be doing with your carrots, or parsnips citlier. 

[Buster and Van Voorst laugh. 

V. V. He means diamonds, their value is thus de- 
termined. 

Mur. Excuse me, faith it's not the larnin that iver 
troubled me. 

\_It''s a bargain. They exchange. 

Bus. [aside — laughs.'] I wonder which of us has the 
best bai-gain. 1 gave him a piece of glass tor 
a Ivuby, and have got in return enough of feet 
to set up a Broker's Board with. 

3Iur. [addressing him] You are sure that tlie mine 
this sthone came out of wasn't salted. 

JBus. Just as sure as you are, that this mine of yours 
will yield a iiundred thousand dollars a ton. 

Mi(r. [aside.] Well, one is as thrue as tlie other. 

[77ie shouts of Indians are heard. 

V. V. Bless m.y stars, but here tliey are on us ! 

3Iur. Talk of the divil lies sure to appear. That gen- 
tleman from Holland was mighty close in his 
expectations. Make haste, there, you min : 
put sixteen charges into your riiles to save the 
time of loading ; now then, get behind tlie trees, 
and when they come, make a yell so loud that 
they'll think there's the divil's own nest of us. 
[They secrete themselves behind the trees. 
Enter six Indians, fiourishhig toniahaicJcs. 
The miners yell and fire. Tico Indians 
fall ; exit the rest. Murphy comes down 
from behind a tree., the rest follow. 

Mur. Oh tlie blackguards, to die without saying 
their prayers, or giving us time to send for the 
Priest. 

Y.y. Dat is better than goot, I tinks I killed sixteen 
of dem red skins mine self, mit mine ritle ; she 
kick so, dat I couldn't see exactly — she near 
knock me town, by tam. 



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Bus. Let me see whether they took my notions ; that 
wouhl be a worse situation for me. 

3Iw\ \_picks up a tomahaicJi\ Shure I'll take this for 
prize money, anyhow. Boys, we mast clean 
these fellows out, and thin take lave o' this gay 
and festive scene for a m.n-e secure place. 
\_They all seize upon the bodies and carry 
them off. Exit. 

[Enter Exos and Calwawessit. E^^os ad- 
vances to the front of the stage. ^Speaks. 

Enos. Our race is fast diminishing in numbers. The 
palefaces have followed us from the rising to 
the setting sun. We were once as numerous as 
the leaves iu summer; but now we're like th.e 
withered leaf of autumn. The blood of the 
palefaces is in my veins ; but I am not a pale- 
face, v/ith forked tongue and wicked heart. 
Oh ! Great Spirit, who looks down from the 
clouds, and who waters the ground with rain, 
who filled our rivers and hunting grounds with 
fisli and game, and who made us strong in 
heart against our enemies, hear me ! When 
Avill your anger turn from the red man, and 
why hast thou left me here, the last of my 
race, like the lone cedar after the forest burn- 
ing ? Each moon that passes by diminishes our 
power, and swift the arrows of the white man 
pierce our warriors' hearts, and make our wig- 
Avams empty. We have offered them the pipe 
of peace, and gave them lands and food ; and 
how do they repay it ? By destroying our peo- 
ple with their lightning and strong waters ; by 
robbing us of our squaws, and di'iving us from 
the hunting grounds of our fathers. Where 
are our fathers ? They are gone to the land of 
spirits, and never will return ; and, if we con- 
tinue thus inactive, we soon shall follow them. 
Will you submit to this ? " No ! " Then you 
will follow me, Enos, the last of the Modocs, 
to the war path. 



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Ccd. 'T was but a moon since the life of Taliattus, 
tlie Cliief 's son, was taken by their hands, and 
the tribes are o*atlierino; to be avenoed. 

Enos. Look npon me. Am I not alone ? The blood 
of Enos runs in no man's veins. It is the pale- 
faces liave done tliis, and tliey exult over tlje 
ruin they have wrong]) t. You — you, Calwa- 
wessit, shall see yourself tlie last remaining 
vestige of your tribe, if we permit the palefaces 
to dwell among us. 

Ccd. But they are as numerous as the stars in the 
sky. 

Enos. So are the tribes. Is it not better for them to 
die than see the death of our race by wrongs 
unnumbered ? If the tribes unite, tlie arrow 
never pointed at a mark as surely as their fall 
will come. I see of late your daughter loves 
their company. The brightest Hower of our 
forests should not do this. It makes my blood 
boil to see it. 

Col. But she loves you, Enos; she shall be yours. ^ 
But— 

Enos. The tribes will meet to-night. Let us repair 
and give them counsel. 

Ccd. TJie braves do set much value on your words. 
Let us go. 

Enos. I '11 follow you. [Exit Ccd. R.] Thus far I 
have secured the tribes to rise against their op- 
pressors. Should they refuse to join me in the 
war path — but they cannot do it. Enos has 
shaped them to his i)urpose. \_Exit H. 

SCENE 111.— House of Mr. Grlssell. Enter Gris- 
SELL lokh CI venison on his shoulder^ and ccdls for 
his wife. 

Mr.G. I liave brought you home some venison ; enough 
to last you a month. The bear-tamer, James 
Adams, gave me a portion of the proceeds of 



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his Inint. Only think of it ; he killed six deer 
this morning. 

3Irs. G. Wliat a queer man he is. He lives in 
the forest, away from the habitations of men. 
I should not wonder but he was crossed in love. 

ITr. G. You women always consider that when any- 
thing singular appears in man, that they must 
have been crossed in love. Do you ima^-ine 
that they all are as foolish, and act as I have 
done, dancing after you ? It is their nature. 

ili?'S. G. Yes ; and it is their nature to run after the 
girls. What do you think. Well, that Irish- 
man, Pat Murpliy, is after our Jennie. What 
an impertinent fellow he is, to make love to my 
daughter. I wont stand it. 

Mr. G. And does she love him ? 

Mrs. G. I can perceive by her of late that she does 
speak of him frequently, and tries to obtain 
every opportunity for meeting him. These 
horrid Irish ; I cannot bear them. Only think 
of it, that Jenny sliould be compelled to many 
a blundering, ranting, roaring, tearing Irish- 
man. 

Mr. G. I wonder at your prejudice. When I "sought 
your hand and consent, it v/as witliout anyone's 
intervention. And, if my daughter loves this 
man, then she shall have my consent. What if 
he be an Irishman. Has not an Irishman affec- 
tions, and will not these overleap all the con- 
ventional boundaries of country ? 

M?'S. G. Well, you will have your own way. 

[Miter Whisky Dick, ti(/ht, with a gun over 
his shoulder, talhing to himself. 

X>ic7v. Was n't that a capital shot [hie]. I shot at 
that redskin [hie], a chief's son, young Taliat- 
tus. I 've a natural contempt for them [hie] 
all my [hie] life. What [hie] right have they, 
I 'd [hie] like to know [hie] in these parts ? 
Does n't it [hie] belong to Uncle Sam [hie]? 



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Thej must go back [hie] to Asia, tlieir [liic] 
natural country. 

Mr. G. Again in liquor ? Dick, are you not ashamed 
tljus to boast your cruelty, and tlnis treat those 
who are the natural owners of the soil ? We 
are tlie intruders ; and I should not wonder but 
all th.e wrongs perpetrated on the cluldren of 
the forest will one day fall upon our heads. 

Dick. It wont do to talk this [hie] way. You see 
[liic], tJie boys on the creek came near lynching 
a [hie] feller there last night. 

M'*'. G. Perhaps there was a reason for it ? 

Dick. Why, no. You see the Injins put a ferry 
across the river, in opposition to the regular 
ferry, and they only charged the boys half price 
for it. Tliis took away the toll from Bob 
Squire, who, with the boys one line morning, 
kinder made an attack on the Injins, who made 
for the woods — I mean those who could ; but 
very few did. They then burnt their camp. 
'T was about this time tliat the United States 
Agent came along, who took part with the In- 
jins against the boys ; but the boys would n't 
stand this. So they took the Agent to the 
river, to hang him to the first tree ; but luckily 
his legs were longer tlian his arms, and he got 
up and escaped. 

Bus. Mr. Grissell, those acts are a disgrace to our 
people. Good morning. \^Exit, 

Dick. Good morning, my boy ; and if any of the 
boys ask you for where James Sampson, of the 
Creek is, tell them he's about. 

l^Exit after them. 

Gris. We are well rid of that brigand, l)ick, who 
speaks with such satisfaction of his evil deeds. 
Cut loose from the restraints of society and 
religion, such men become more savage than 
the savages themselves. I promised to meet 
the old chief Calwawessit, and I must be olF. 

IMiter Pat Mltephy, 



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Mur. Faith and I never thought I'd fall in love, but 
it is a failing of my ancestors, and sure I'm not 
to blame for it. Love ! What the divil is it ? 
Faith, it's meself that don't know what it is. 
It's a feeling — yes a very strange one, and ever 
since I saw Jennie Grissell, I have felt my 
lieart go pit a pat, and everythi:ig I have done 
since has been wrong side uppermost. There's 
Brentwood, they say is in love with the Indian 
Chief's daughter, and that scowling ruffian Enos 
is jealous of him, and would make mince pie of 
him if he could only meet him. It's a failing 
with more men than Pat Murphy, however, 
that's a consolation. Begad, here she comes 
with Hevellah, and I'll aside here and surprise 
her. 

\_Steps hack behind tree. Enter Jennie Gris- 
SELa;zr/ Hevellah talking ^and they go to a 
grass mound and they sit down^ talking. 

Jen. \to Hev.] Have you ever been in love ? 

Ilexs. Yes, with the Great Spirit, he who made the 
earth, the air; wlio heaped the solid mountains 
to the skies, and covered them with verdure. 
I love tins, the home of my fathers, given them 
by the Great Spirit for a dwelling place. 

Jen. Phsaw ! but don't you love something else ? 

[Pat comes interri(pting them. Aside. 

Mur. What a philosopical creature she is, to be sure. 
Didn't I know all the ancient Sages, either of 
Greece or Rome, or any other part of the world, 
could n't send such a Venus into this wilderness 
on any other condition than that every body 
who saw the darlint should fall in love with 
her ? \_Advancing to Miss Grissell.] Good 
morning, afternoon I mean. Miss Jennie ; I have 
been overhearing you in your pleasant talk 
with Miss Calwawassit there, and I am very 
sorry for breaking in on your meditations, but 
you know how I love you, Miss Jennie. Faith 
I would travel over rivers and mountains to 



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see yon, let alone to come from the diggins for 
that purpose. 

Jen, Patrick, you are always at some roguish trick. 
Now I want to know liow many times you have 
talked this same way to other girls. 

3Iur, You don't believe me then : I'll swear by all 
the tribes between here and New York, that 
you are the first girl that ever burned a hole in 
this heart of mine, and I want you to take 
pity on me, or I '11 soon go to kingdom come 
on your account. 

Jen. Surely, 3^ou would not do that? 

Mw\ Sure I '11 ruin myself entirely, unless you be- 
come Mistress Murphy ; but it is getting late, 
and I must see you home, for you might be 
carried off by the Indians. 

Jen. I am not afraid, for here is my protector. 

MuT. Faith, I will protect you, and I would like to 
see the ugly phiz of any one who Avould dare 
insult either of you. 

\Exit Murphy and Jenxy R. Enter Cal- 
WAWAssET and Grissell. 

Cal. I am a friend of the pale face, and while the 
the tribes above were your foes, and gave you 
peace. What have your people done for ours ? 
Killed our braves and squaws, and taken our 
hunting grounds, our elk and salmon, which 
we shared with you when you were hungry. 

Gris. But the red men should discriminate between 
the good and evih 

Cal. Did thi-y not kill my braves, who never wronged 
them ? 

Gris. But our great Chief, the President, will punish 
them. He is your friend. 

Cal. Your promises are like the dried grass. I am 
a Chief as well as he, and I too can punish. 
.What I say is done. 

Gris. But our nation is great, and has siich dreadful 
armies, they carry death as swift as lightning. 

2 



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Gal. So is the red man strong. 'T\vere better to 

meddle with the cubs of yonder bear than stir 

them np. Do you see yonder settlements? 

They were our hunting grounds. Who has 

them now ? 
Gris. The whites. 
Gal. Do you see that moon ? 
Gris. Yes. 
Gal. Then, before it 's full, these settlements will be 

in the possession of the red man. 

YEoiiit R. Gomes doicn. Re-enter Calwa- 
WESsiT, who is met by Hevellaii. 
Gal. What brings you here ? addressing her. 
Hev. I came in search of you. Your face is angry ; 

why is this ? Are not the palefaces our friends ? 

Has not tlie great spirit put us both to live 

togetl.er ? Let us obey his voice, and let them' 

live in peace. 
Gal. For you alone, they shall. 
Hev. 'Tis Enos angers you to this. His counsel's 

overrun with evil. 
Gal. He is a brave warrior, and loves you much. 
Hev. I would tliat he were dead. Go to the council 

of our friends ; talk and calm them, father. 

Come. [ Takes him by the arm. 

Gal. 1 will. iEQ:it both. 

[Mks. Geissell and her daughter enters. 

Mrs. G. Here you are, truant. I should not wonder 

if some wild bear or redskin should carry you 

off some day. 
Jen. Wliy, mother, do not talk so ; 't was only a 

short time since I went out. 
Mrs. G. A short time ? only two hours. 

\Enter Buster. 
Bus. [addressing Mus. G.] Do you want to buy my 

w^ares, notions, and odds and ends? I have 

everything from a needle to an anchor. I am 

a regular walking dry goods, wet goods and 

hard goods establisliment. I am Buster & Co. 

all in myself. I sell wares cheap— less than 



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their cost — for the reason that I do n't pay rent 
or taxes — all of which is credited to my cus- 
tomers. I Ve chignons for the ladies ; bustles, 
hoops, skirts, paniers to make them look plump ; 
cream which takes oif freckles ; plaster which 
draws corns out, so that they leave the house, 
and travel of their own accord, never to return. 
I iiave powder that gives the ladies' cheeks the 
look of the red, red, rose. 

3frs. G. And do you find fools who buy your wares ? 

Bus. I do, 

Mrs. G. Then you cannot get tliem here. The woman 
who would wear hair robbed from the tenant 
of some graveyard, deserves the holy scorn, as 
well as the contempt, of all her sex ; and as for 
your ])aint, none but vain women — whose rotten 
hearts are like the painted sepulchres which 
yield foul odors from within, while without they 
are all fair — these are the only sort who use 
such things, and in these solitudes are none of 
these. [ The sound of a drum is heard. 

JBu^, [Packing up his icaresl Why, liere are the 
soldiers. The Indians must be upon us. They 
have sounded the call to arms. 

[JEnfer Capt, Brentwood, Ben. Wright, 
Enos — the latter of lohom is disguised as 
a Piute Indian^ acting as their interpreter. 

3Ir. G. [addressing them.'] You are welcome, gentle- 
men. Wliich way are you traveling ? 

JBren. Into the Indian country. 

[Addressing his command, he gives the order 
to halt and stack arms, and they are dis- 
missed for a few minutes. 
We are ordered here on account of an intended 
rising of tlie tribes ; but I hope, by persuasion, 
we will make a treaty with them, which will 
end all difficulty. 

[Jonathan Bustee, approaching Brent- 
wood, who is standing in front of stage. 

Bus. Good morning, Capting ; you 're on business 



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early this morning. May I inquire if you think 
they '11 remove the Indians from the Reserva- 
tion ? TJiey 're no account, and stop all 
progress of common schools and churches. 
They are pagans, too, and wont use the Bible, 
or take our tracts, or hear our ministers. 

Hren. How are you so much interested in them ? 

Bus. Well, you see, Capting, the last Congress, 
through the aid and for the profit of Senators, 
issued $600,000 worth of scrip; which, owing 
to our civil war, was reduced down to ten cents 
on the dollar. I purchased with others a large 
share of tliis. I have located this scrip on tlie 
Reservation of the Indians, and I would give a 
small share of my claim to get rid of them, 
because I expect to make my fortune by the 
operation. 

Bren. It is just such fellows as you are who have 
brought ruin on our country, retarded its settle- 
ment, and goaded on those Indians to madness 
by your treachery and avarice ; and you would 
think to bribe me! Get you out, you rascal, 
and never show your face where I 'm about ! 
[Buster sneahs out on left, icith his 'pack on 
his bac/c. 

Bren. [addressing soldiers, orders^ Attention, com- 
pany ; take arms. Shoulder arms. Right face 
forward by file right ; march. 

[Exit Bren. and soldiers L. 



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^OT II. 

SCENE I. — Moimtain scene, icith rocks in front. 
Soldiers; tents. Weight at L. \, 2 E. Enter 
Weight. Exos disguised as a Piute Indian, and 
soldiers arranging their ccm%p. 

IVi'i. Here will I rest my weary limbs ; and now to 
despatch this Piute on his journey. [To Exos] 
You say 't is but a-half moon's journey to 
where the tribes assemble ? 

E?ios. 'T is so ; depend on me ; I will bring them 
here. 

IVri. Then, at your p^eril, do our bidding, or not a 
man of you shall live. [Aside] I sliall watch 
you nevertheless. Would it not be better for 
you to have companions? Some of my men 
will bear you company. 

Enos. This will show your confidence. [Aside] He 
thinks I am a woman, and would frighten me 
witli his big words. I soon will have his scalp. 

Wri. [addressing them] Which of you would volun- 
teer to accompany the Piute ? 

[Capt. Brextwood, Whisky Dick and Lit- 
tle volunteer for this pur ^jose. 

^Vri. [aside to them] See that you would watch this 
Indian well. Do not let him proceed a step 
without you are present, and once in the Indian 
camp, beware tlseir treachery. 

JBren. We will be careful. 

[Exit Heentwood and others following 
Exos. R. 

Wri, [addressing Gib.] We will camp here to-night. 
See that you make a proper disposal of your 
men, and by all means, between this hour and 
morning, renew your pickets. We are on dan- 



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gerous ground, and will lose nothing by pre- 
caution. 

Gib. \to Wri.] Think you this Indian will prove 
faithful? My conhdence is somewhat shaken 
by what I saw at the house of Grissell. 

1F"H. What did you observe there ? 

Gib. He looked sullen, bit his lips, and spoke in 
monosyllables. 

Wri. Tliis is nothing : he is true, I warrant it. 

[They retire to rest. Enter Exos L. with a 
rijie. 

JS'/ios. The serpent never charmed to its coils, its 
prey with half of the appetite with which I've 
drawn those vipers to my net. I feel unsatis- 
iied till the parched earth drinks up their blood, 
and wait to hear the death rattle beckoning 
their evil spirits to the shades where the tor- 
mentors dwell. 

\^Enter Whisky Dick, and another soldier 
drimJc rests in front loith a bottle of lohis- 
hy in his hand and nmsket. 

Dich.\ wonder wh.ere that dirty Indian is [liic] ? 
Did not he [hie] come this [hie] way ? I tell 
you, [hie, hie] taint safe [hie] in his vicinity 
and the [hie] best tiling he can do is to [hie] 
cut it as soon [hie] as possible. Dont you 
[hie] think so, [addressing other soldiers.^^ 

Lit. [soldier'] You talk like a fool. If you do n't go 
better than this, you w411 be food for the coyo- 
tes before morning. 

Dick. You [hie] think I 'm drunk : well, you were 
never more mistaken in [hie] your life [hie]. 
It 's you that 's drunk. 

[They stagger outside the scene, a7id leave. 
Wei. asleep is dreaming. 

W^ri. See, they come. They creep along the grass ; 
Ha ! There goes a victim. Yillians ! Take 
off your hands. Let go, I say : by the — 

[He falls back asleep. 

Mios. [to Indians in a low t07ie.'] Behold your dreaded 



THE LAST OF TEE MODOCS. 1 9 

foe ; I have caught hira in my net. \_Takes his 
knife and feels the Uncle.'] Now my good blade 
which never rested in your sheath while pale 
faced foes w^ere on your track, drink lustily of 
their foul blood, and let the wolves receive thc- 
oifering of your revenge. [To Indians.'] Now 
to your work. Him for me. 

\_They attach the soldiers and slay them. 
Enos attacks Wm., v;Ao grasps his knife, 
and lecqys to his feet. A struggle ensues, in 
v^hich Wki. addressing Exos, says : 

JVri. Ha ! villain ! T?'eacherous red skin dog ! Is 
tliis the way you have deceived and led us to 
the slaughter ? 

I]nos.\^addressing him lohile struggling.l Evil one! 
How dare yon speak. You wliose moccasins 
are colored with stains of red men's blood! 
You now shall meet your fate. 

\_They struggle. fight, and Wei. is killed. 

Enos. \standing averts v>^^ Thus does the work pro- 
ceed. Where are your Treaties now ? Your 
gibes, your threats, your mighty speeches ? 
Speak ! Your forked tongue black lies is 
silent. 'Twas but a few hours since he was 
more terrible than the fierce lion of the foi-est : 
now be is like the blasted pine. Yaddressing 
Indians.] Take away their vile carcasses — but 
gi e tlieni no burial ; let no brave wail ov-er 
them, and let wolves enjoy their feast, and 
carrion crows grow fat upon their bodies. The 
task is but begun nov/, let us to the counsel of 
the chiefs. \_Exit all e?zcept Exos.] 

\Enter Hevellah addressing Enos. 

Hev. What brings Enos in this path ? Has he been 
at the Council and left his escort there so soon? 

Enos. [^addressing her.] Yes, with the foot of the deer 
has Enos travelled in the war path : and what 
brings Hevellah here so far from her father's 
wis: warn ? 



20 THE LAST OF THE MODOCS. 

Hev. So that I may pee the Council of the Chiefs, 
and hear them talk. 

Enos.l have dared all things for your pake. Have 
sought to speak my deep unbounded love for 
the lily of the tribes, for you, Hevellah, I 
would brave all danger to prove it. 

Hev. Would you wish to prove your love for me ? 
Then see that cliff, \points to a ridge of rocks]. 
There is on its tall summit a flower growing, 
which is so tender, that at the touch of man it 
dies. If you can bring it to me in all its life, 
'twill be a test your love- is true, or false. 

Enos, Then I'll scale the rocks and find it. \_IIe as- 
cends.'] 

Hev. My white brave Brentwood ought to be this 
way on his return. Should he meet the eye of 
Enos in this forest, some one of them would die. 
I wish he would come. 

[Miter Brextwood, loho sees Hevellah, 
and he advances to her, catching her in 
his arms.] 

Hev. Hush! there is danger here. Enos is yonder, 
be quick. There is danger here ! 

Brent. I fear not him, or any danger. It would ill 
become the soldier to fear. We can taste of 
death but once, while cowards daily die. 

Hev. 'Tis true, the warrior never thinks of peril, but 
• like tlie cliffs which skirt the ocean base, and 
raise their summits to the skies, laughs at the 
angry billows as they dash against their feet 
and waste their ire in foam. But if the hunter, 
forewarned of danger in his trail, from every 
bush of which a tliousand panthers were eager to 
lap his blood, and that still he would proceed, 
would this be courage ? 

Brent. This would be rashness. 

Hev. Then listen to me. The half-breed Enos soon 
will come this way. He hates the white man, 
and his jealous nature might spend his fury on 
your liead. 



l-HE LAST OF THE MODOCS. 21 

£rent. Do you fear his coming? Deem 3^011 his in- 
tents base ? Tell me, and by this sword I will 
chastise him, [touches his sworcT\. 
Sev. The deer was never hunted in the chase as 
tins half-breed pursues me. The little of the 
white man's blood wliich courses in h.is veins, 
adds but to his natural ferocity ; and tlien his 
will ! It is a law which knows no boundaries. 
•To disobey him is death. His word is great 
among the tribes. 
Brent. Would you not wish to rid yourself of such 

a monster ? 
Hev. I would. 
Invent. Then come with me to our fortress, there you 

will be safe from his advances. 
Hev. See, he comes this way! Secrete yourself by 
yonder tree until he leaves. 

[^He secretes himself. JEnos descends and cuh 
vcmces toiunrds JTevellah. 
ITev. Well* how did Enos succeed — did he get the 

flower? 
Mios. I did, but it withered at my touch. 
ITev. Just as my love for you has withered. 
Bnos. You mock me ! 
Hev. I hate you ! be gone. 

Enos [^Attemj^ts to seize her by the hand, addressing 
her] You shall be my squaw or die ! 

{^She screams. A shot is fired by Brent- 
wood. He lets her go, and fiies aioay, 
leaving her. Beentwood advances to 
Hevellah. a Soldier adv mces, on left, 
panting and bloioing. 
JBrent. [addressing hini] What's the matter? 
Sol. The guide by iiis treaclicry has wrought cm- 
ruin, while our party were asleep. The half- 
breed, with a party of Indians, surprised and 
killed every one, except myself. 
Brent. This forebodes danger to us, w^e must away 

[Exit all. 



THE I.AST OF THE MODOCS. 



SCENE 11. — Back scene, ivoods; fall of loater from 
rocks. Enter Hevellah and Calwawessit. 

Hev, Now are Qiy strong suspicions realized. Will 
they make war upon the pale faces, on those 
that did us good as well as evil ? No ! this is 
against tlie custom of our tribe, who ever were 
a terror to their foes, as they were ever true to 
their friends. [Addresstiig Cahoaioessit] Will 
you allow this, father? You promised me you 
would not. Now, in the name of the Great 
Spirit, see that our friends are spared, 

Cal. They shall not harm your friends; and if they 
do, this withered trunk shall destroy them. But 
see, the chiefs do come this way; their war 
whoop echoes in the hills. I must secrete my- 
self, lest my purpose might be suspected. 

[Calwawessit retires behind' a tree. Hev- 
ellah alone. 

Hev). There is no viper crawls these foi;ests half so 
evil as this half-breed. I will try and divert 
him from his purpose to incite the tribes to dig 
up the hatchet and proceed in the war-path 
against the pale faces. 

{Enter Enos. Exos addressing Hevellah.] 

Enos. What are you here for ? 

Hev. To ask mei-cy for my friends, Mr. Grissell and 
his daughters. 

Enos. Go, get you to your father's wigwam. When 
we take their scalps, I then will talk to you. 
You seem to love the white faces so well, that 
you would give up the red man and your 
father for them. 

Hev. It is false ; your black heart speaks a lie. 

Enos. [ Takes her by the arm and shakes her, says'] 
You, too, would spit upon me, defy my anger, 
tell me I speak with lying tongue. 

[ Cahoaioessit leaves the tree/ comes to front, 
seizing Exes, and raises his tomahcnok 
over him. 

Cal. I have a mind to strike you down to the earth 



ras LAST OF THE MODOCS. 23 

You are a coward to attack my violet thus. 
AVliat claim liave you upon her ? 
E710S SliC loves the jjalefaces better tlian her kindred, 
and I, who seek to avenge you and the red 
man's wrongs, liave reason to complain of this. 
Cal. [fAddressing Enos] Go to your lodge, and let 
me hear no more of this, or either you or I 
must die. It ill becomes a brave, and would-be 
chief, to thus abuse the child of him to whom 
he owes his life. 

[^3Ieeting of the Council. Chiefs enter^ one 
by one^ and take their j-'ositions in the fol- 
low in g order : 

Calwawessit, 

TaLIATTUS, . ACHERSEE, 

YUCHAMSEE, TaLMANTSEE. 

Tal [rising'] Our Father, the Great Spirit, is angry 
with his people. His voice comes to us in the 
lightning of the clouds. No more we cast our 
nets for salmon — they have left our rivers, 
never to return. No more our young braves 
join tlie hunt in quest of elk, for tliey have 
lied be3^ond the mountains. Death and hunger 
stare us in the face, and daily do our people 
fall by the firewater, or the thunder of the pale- 
faces. What shall we do ? Turn deafly from 
the counsel of the Great Spirit, or obey his 
voice ? I liave spoken. \_Sits. 

Yiich. [rising] Wliat do we meet for, braves ? For 
what do we wear the medicine robes ? Is it to 
speak of those who came amongst us with oily 
tongues, and for whom we have lighted the 
l^ipe, and received as brothers ? We opened 
our Irunting grounds to the ] alefaces, and gave 
them meat and skins, for they were poor; 
while they, in return, gave us firewater ; and, 
with their false hearts and forked tongues, they 
have seduced our people from the war and 
hunting paths. 

Cal. [rising] Hear my voice : I am the oldest chief 



24 THE LAST OP THE MODOCS. 

among you ; and, on to-morrow, may die. See 
the numerous wounds I have received in battle 
for your sakes. I liave mingled with you in 
bloody war, and felt its effects. I have smoked 
the pipe of peace with you, and know its bless- 
ings. I have listened to your talk, and saw 
how your ears were strained when Taliattus 
spoke of our wrongs. His words are true ; but, 
then, all the palefaces are not evil. Some of 
them are our friends. They hang out to us the 
flag of peace, and say that they will give us 
food, and that their great cliief will punish all 
the wrongs which the black hearts have put 
upon us. 'T is true, our young men seek their 
medicine, and fall by their strong water. 'T is 
also true they kill our people. But let us see 
what they will say upon the matter. When 
strangers are amongst us, th.e Great Spirit 
makes their presence sacred. Let us not pro- 
voke his anger. You have heard me. [Sits. 

Yiich. [rises] Cliisfs, let us not waste our time in talk. 
These palefaces are our natural enemies ; but 
let us do as Calwawessit says ; besides, the 
mountains now grow white ; and elk is scarce, 
indeed. There are none upon our trail. 

[E]iter Entos. In his hand are two S3al2:>s. 
He approaches the Council. 

Enos. [aside] Now comes the trial of my skill — the 
longed-for moment of my life. Oh ! for a 
thousand tongues, each one of which would 
speak my purpose, stir up their sluggish blood 
with all-devouring rage, and waken from the 
sl^^!|%)f death our murdered kinsmen. 

(7a^. Who dares come within our sacred circle ? 

Yuch. 'T is Enos. Let us hear him. 

l\l. Wl-.at says Enos? 

Enos. [adnancing] Cliiefs and warriors, hear me : 
As the Great Spirit above will guide your coun- 
cils, Enos, the last of the Modocs, speaks to 
you. His people have long since gone to the 



THE TiAST OF THE MODOCS. 25 

Land of Spirits, and are only seen thi'ough the 
mists. There is no more left to hear their 
spirits' voice, except tlie weeping clouds which 
water the ground. My fathers lived beyond 
the mountams, and, for a thousand moons, they 
hunted there, and made war upon their enemies, 
for they were brave : but then came the pale- 
faces in tlieir big canoes, and they vanished like 
mists. So shall it also be with you, unless the 
tribes come against them like the gathering 
clouds. Our streams have long been muddy, 
and the evil spirit has spouted floods of dark- 
ness over the sky, making us drowsy and inac- 
tive. Our once bright spears have lost their 
lustre, and lie neglected in our wigwams as 
toys for children ; while w^e resemble more the 
dead than living warriors. Chiefs, Enos is as 
weak as a sapling, and is bowed down before 
tlie spirits of his fathers, whose scarred limbs 
were monuments, and around whose wigwams 
hung tlie scalp of many a foe. The white cldef, 
Wright, bid me come to your councils — he who 
but six moons since invited our brotlier chiefs 
and braves, the Modocs, to come with peace 
into his lodge. They met with good assurance, 
trusting in his lying tongue; then it was that, 
bent upon a bloodv purpose, he murdered them. 

All. He did. 

JEnos. jSTay. more than this. He boasted of the deed, 
and wished that all ttieir race Avould follow 
them. Will not these things arouse your 
anger, stir up your sluggish blood to speedy 
action, and, with a general rising of the tribes, 
avenge your wrongs. What I have said is 
true ; this you all know ; and hence, did Enos, 
knowing of those wrongs, avenge them ? The 
tomahawk of Enos never sleeps in his solitary 
war path. While you sit in council, he scalps 
his enemies [s/ioios the scalps]. Will my words 



26 THE I;AST OF l^HE MODOCS. 

pass like the idle winds, or will you arise, dig 
lip the hatchet, and be avenged ? 
Ach, Well hath Enos spoken. If 't is our fate to fall 
in war, we shall be welcome to the happy hunt- 
ing grounds. 'T is cowardly to live, if thus 
we live. Our wigv/ams are empty. N'o more 
our squaws and children welcome us when we 
return from tlie hunt. Where are our warriors ? 
Will we sit here like dogs — we, who never 
knew Avhat fear was ? Let not our ears be 
tickled by their words, which are like the dried 
grass ; but let us open our eyes, and kill the 
snakes who have crept into our lodges. 

\^They make a circle of fire, 'mth pole in cen- 
tre, lolth scalps and notches in the corners, 
to shoiu hoiD many scalps they have taken 
in battle. The Chiefs form a circle round 
the fire, and brandish their tomahaioks. 
Tal. ISTow, to invoke the aid of the Great Spirit 
against our foes. Let us mingle in the mystic 
rites. 
Tuc. Warriors round this mystic ring, 

Let us bring our offering. 
Tal. What sliall it be? 
Tuli. Two scalps of white men here I see. 
Let these then our oifering be. 
Spirit of the red man, come 
From beyond tlie setting sun ! 

\^All stoop and jilace their ears to the ground, 
then rise, mur\ 
All. Listen to the Spirit's voice, 
Bidding the red man rejoice ; 
Arm your brothers with the thunder. 

S^IIere peals of thunder. 
Let the mountains burst asunder, 
liaise the storm witli lightning Hashes. 

\^B:erefoUotcsfiashes of lightning. 
.. Burn the dwellings into ashes. 

Drive the pale faces from our homes. 
Midst their sighs and dying groans 



THE LAST OF THE MODOCS. 27 

Convert your hearts to thongs of steel, 
That cliiidren's wails you will not feel. 

[ Voice from the fire 
Voice. Earthly brothers, should you fail, 

Woe, woe follows in the red man's trail. 
Eno8. To arms ! To arms ! We must, we shall pre- 
vail. 

\Indians enter and form half -circle at hacJc^ 
around Chiefs. One or tvno have Indian 
drums^ luhich they heat. The rest chant as 
folloios, to which the Chiefs dance around 
the fire, the jjrhicipcd feature of which is 
the postures ;] 
Chiefs and warriors, let us prepare our medicine; 
Let us sharpen our spears and arrows, so that 
They will enter the hearts of our foes. 
Let our buried tomahawks be made bright. 
Let the Evil Spirit darken the eyes of the pale 
Faces, so tliat he shall be made great who takes 
The most scalps of our enemies in war. 
Whooplo, lo, lo, lo, lo. 
Enos. [aside.'] They have sent their Commissioners to 
make terms with us, telling us tliat our great 
chief, at Washington, means our good. But 
what assurance have we of the future, judging 
them by the past ? They have broken their 
treaties with us, hired men to rob us, and 
now they say. We will send you to a barren 
land far away from the homes of our fathers, 
where there are no elk and salmon : and for 
what ? To give our lands to their race, and to 
make room for their advance. Rather let us 
die on the war path. Whooplo, lo, lo, lo ! 

l^Exit all. 

SCENE 111.— House of 3Irs. Grissell at L., 2, E. 
Same as scene third, first act. 

Mur. [with a gun on his shoulder.'] Oh ! bad cess to 
me, but it 's misfortune that 's got a long 



28 THE LAST OF THE MODOCS. 

tail. Out of the frying-pan into the fire ! I 
escaped from the savages when they took Mrs. 
Grissell and her daughters prisoners, havhig 
shot one of them dead as a door-nail myself, 
but they were too powerful strong for us. I 
wonder where the ruffians took my Jennie and 
her mother. If I had only help, I'd rescue 
them myself. Whist, who comes there ? [^Hears 
a step7\ Who the devil 's that ? Begorra ! 
I '11 get behind this tree, and look out for him. 
{^Eiiter Beentwood.] A red skin, and alone ; 
I '11 talk to him, that is to say if he will under- 
stand me. \^ELe comes doion. 

Brent. As I live, here is Patt. Murphy. What on 
earth brought 3'ou here ? Are you not afraid 
the Indians will take your scalp ? 

Mur. Faith, it would be little loss, Captain, when 
£uch disasters have come upon us. Which 
way are you going, and what the devil are 
you doing in that rig ? 

JBfcnt.To rescue, if possible, the settler's wife and 
daughter. 

Mur. What, Jennie and her mother ? Is she alive 
anywhere? And do you know where they 
are ? 

Bre7it. Yes ; we had information at Fort Montgom- 
ery that they were a short distance from here, 
that they were to be put to death by order of 
the chiefs, but through the aid of Hevellah, 
they were released. I disguised myself in this 
way to aid their rescue. We must be cautious 
if we will accomplish our mission. 

Mur. I take that office on myself, to release Mrs. 
Grissell and her daughter. 

Brent. Audi. I '11 take Hevellah from them. 

\_Exit MuEPHY and Beentwood. 
IShots are fired, and Beentwood and Pat 
MuKPHY enter, bringing with them Mes. 
Geissell, Jennie and Hevellah. 

Brent. We had a narrow escape from the savarfres in 



THE LAST OF IHE MODOCS. 29 

making the rescue, and probably will be follow- 
ed by them, for which we must make all 
preparation. 

- Mr s.G. [addressing Brextwood] How thankful we 
are to you and Pat for tlii-s deliverance. \_And 
addressing Hp:vellah] And you, who have by 
your pleading saved our lives fi-om a horrible 
death. We cannot know how we can repay 
the debt. But, tlien, wliat a cruel death they 
gave my husband, my only succor and solace! 
This house is now no loiiger tlie habitation it 
once was, but the house of mourjiing. 

tTeri. Cheer up, mother ; do not give way to such 
sorrow. Do you not recollect the words you 
taught me ? " Grieve not always ; there 's a 
season made to dry our sorrow up. Nature 
gives us ample reason to make sweet the bitter 
cup." 

JPat. [addressing her, and leaning over Jennie] 
Do n't be sorrowful now ; Ave have no time for 
it ; we 're not out of danger yet. And then I 
and Jennie will be your protectors. Went we, 
Jennie [Addressing her^ ? 

Jen. Of course we will ; and mother will surely have 
no more prejudice against an Irishman who 
saved her and her daughter's life. 

£ren. Now, let us enter the house. I ordered the 
men at the fort to proceed to help us ; and they 
must be here soon ; and, until they come, let us 
take shelter. 

Mur. Troth, that 's a good idea. When the redskins 

find their prisoners missing, they will follow 

them ; and it would n't do, at all, at all, to fall 

again into their hands. [They enter the house. 

[Miter Exos loith Scout and Calwawesstt. 

Scout with his head to the ground — he 

feels loith his hands. /Speaks to Exos. 

jScout. They must hp.ve come this way. I see the 
footprints. Two palefaces and two squaws. 

Cal. One of these must be Hevellah. 



3© THE LAST OF THE MODOCS. 

Enos, I told you she loved the paleface better than 
her kindred. They were taken hence by them. 
Cal. It cannot be. 

Eno8^ Worse things than this have been. Have they 
not robbed us of everything ; and when we ask 
them back, do they not put rilies at our heads ? 
What cause have you to wonder ? The only 
cause to wonder is that they have spared our 
lives so long. They seek to drag us down to 
base submission, and would have us like a 
beaten cur — begging them for mercy. What 
can we expect ? Was it last moon they com- 
menced to wrong the red man ? No ! More 
than two hundred moons have looked upon our 
wrongs. When they came amongst us, we 
were a mighty people — our hunting grounds 
extended so far that no one knew their bound- 
aries. These things have made of Enos an un- 
ci] ained tiger. I will seek revenge until their 
blood shall How as yonder river. 
Cal. What you have said is true. 
Enos. And yet you ask to spare them ! They are 
like rank weeds. Having once taken root, the 
more j^^ou cut them down the more they grow 
and flourish, until 3^ou root them, roots and all, 
out of the soil. We must now take their wig- 
wam. But first let us examine if they are 
within, they may be secreted here. 

[Ends, with Indians^ try to get at the door. 
A shot is fired fr 0771 idithin,at lohich one 
of the Indians falls. Enos enters the 
house; a tussel inside; he is pushed out by 
Brentwood and Murphy ; a struggle 
ensues between Enos and Brentwood, 
and also between Murphy and an 
Indian. Brentwood gets Enos down, 
and stabs him with his sword; he struggles 
and speaks. 
Enos. Oh ! that I had died by the lightning, or was 
overcome by the crushing mountains. But 



TH1<: Lx\ST OF THE MODOOS. 3 1 

by t]]e Iiaiids of sucli a foe [he grasji)S his knife ^ 
and endeavors to craiol toward^'-^ Brextwood] 
that I, Enos, tlie last of the Modocs, sliould 
fall by the hands of a pale face. I^o, no ! I 
s])all yet live to be revenged. Hevellali, too, a 
traitor ! Curses on tlieni ! May tlie sun re- 
fuse to give its light, and heaven's thunder and 
lightning scorch them into cinders. All ! see 
the sky turns black. I see it. The lightning 's 
come. It strikes them. See ! they fall ! Ha, 
ha, Jia ! I liave lived to be revenged. Oh, 
that I had died by the lightning ! [lie dies. 
[The Soldiers, who were expected hy Brent- 
wood, arrive and file on each side, mii'- 
roundiny the Indians with leveled mus- 
kets, compel them to surrender. 
Mur. [pointing at Exos.] Now, then, ends your dirty 
existence, you spalpeen. Ye 's did nothing 
but set the country in an uproar, you black- 
guard; and it 's the likes of ye's ought to have 
died by the rope, instead of by the hands of a 
gintleman and a soldier. 

[^4 sergeant — one of the soldiers — hands 
Brextwood a letter, ivJio reads : 
Brent, [reads to troops] at attention. Attention com- 
pany ! I have received a general order fi-oni 
the President, commanding that all Indians, 
taken prisoners, must be ]:)ro])erly cared for, 
clothed, fed, taught useful trades, and be 
brouglit under tlie humanizing intluen(;es of our 
civilization. Humanity demands tliat some- 
I thing should be done to save the red man from 
I extermination. [Addressing the soldiers] I 
endorse those reasons, and I must say that most 
of all wars against the Indians liave originated 
in the cupidity and advice of the false men of 
the white race, who under false ]Jcas have of- 
ten, for their own prolit, produced and festered 
those Indian wars. I want you, therefore, to 
oive three rousini!; cheers for President Grant's 



32 THE LAST OF THE MODOCS. 

policy to the Indians. [ Three cheers are given, 
[Pat Murphy, Miss Getssell, Captain 
Brentwood, and Hevellah, with Cal- 
WAAVESsiT, advance to the front of the 
stage ^ in the folloioing order : Captain 
Brentwood on the right with Hevellah. 
Calwawessit in the center, and Pat 
Murphy on the left with Jennie Grissell. 
Pat Murphy speaks. 
Mur. And now, you have heard the story of how 
true love runs smooth, reversing the proverb. 
Let me say, that under our government the 
weak and the strong should be equally pro- 
tected, and no undue advantage should be 
taken, even of an Irishman, who always stands 
ready to shed his blood for the stars and stripes 
— tlie country which has given him a liome and 
])rotection. I have shown by my union with 
Jennie that the harp and green flag of Erin 
can be united with the stars and stripes, on 
which union we ask your blessing. 
Bren. And may the love which was mutually borne 
between this Indian girl and me, prove that 
true worth is not confined by any narrow 
boundaries, and that is true beauty which is 
most unadorned. 
Cal. And may the blessings of the Great Spirit 
descend upon the union of my daughter with 
this brave, and may it prove the commencement 
of tlie healing up of the long bleeding wounds 
and feuds of the white and the red man. 

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